A\N-Hola mis amigos! I'm back! (and I'm listening to show tunes!) Here it is, the next chapter of Borrowed Hearts. This chapter is a bit…strange. Almost a little mushy at first. AT FIRST Let me know if I'm moving to fast.
Chapter number ? (Its not the beginning, it's not the end. What more do you want to know.)
Disclaimer- I own Harry Potter…oops sorry, typo. I do not own Harry Potter.
Dedication: This chapter is for
Celistina Black, because she reads my poetry and talks to me a lot
Temporarily Unavailable, for reasons I'd rather not clue anyone else in on…J
Emira Weasley for the same reasons. J
Slytherin Angel for those afore mentioned reasons J
Any one who has ever felt they are a glutton for punishment
And most of all, dear reader, for you because YOU are reading this. Yay you!!
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Walking…home. 8:45 pm
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The boys were running ahead of the three adults, throwing "snowballs" at each, which were basically hurried, excited, small handfuls of snow that fell apart long before they reached their target.
Ron and Hermione walked just after them, ,and Blancoeeb didn't have to look at them more than once before they were holding hands. Alan Blancoeeb himself walked just behind them, looking quiet content.
"I haven't had so much fun in at least a decade." Blancoeeb told the couple with a chuckle.
"Neither have I." Ron and Hermione agreed in unison.
As they walked along Hermione looked up at the sky. The cold, crisp air was so still and clear that you could see millions of stars twinkling like Christmas lights in a black velvet sky. They were so bright that they reflected off the white snow giving the dark night a romantic twilight atmosphere.
As they were walking up the steps Alex slipped and fell on the icy steps. Hermione had begun moving towards him seconds before he fell (mother radar) and she managed to catch him before he did any serious damage to his person she could not stop him from scraping his knee on the icy concrete.
His eyes filled with tears and his lip began to tremble, but Hermione, being quiet accustomed to Alex's frequent falls, managed to deftly mend the cut before more than a few alligator tears fell. She then lifted the boy, who was already almost half as tall as herself, and carried him into the house, smoothing his hair.
Ron and Alan watched her go for a moment, before Ron followed suit by picking up Rion, who was rubbing his big blue eyes and blinking tiredly. To Ron's great surprise the little boy snuggled into the nape of his neck and promptly fell fast asleep.
He went into Rion's room and placed the child in his crib, waking him up only to tuck him in and tuck Delightful into his pudgy arms.
"Ank oo." Rion mumbled "Goo Night Daddy."
Ron was shocked to feel tears prick his eyes. "G'Night Rion." He whispered, before turning and walking into the hallway in a slight daze.
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Alex's Room, 9:00 pm
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"That was sooo fun Mummy." Alex told Hermione with a tired grin as he sunk down into his pillows. Hermione returned the grin, noticing his eyes already closing.
"I love you Alex."
"I love you too." He replied, his voice barely audible
Hermione, satisfied that he was well on his way to sleep turned to leave the room.
"Mum?" called Alex to her back, louder than before.
Hermione turned back around with out so much as a sigh. "Yes Alex?" she replied, sitting down next to him on the bed.
"I'm sorry I fell Mum. I'm too clumsy."
Hermione laughed slightly and kissed his cheek. "You're not too anything. I had more fun today than I had in a long time."
"Me too Mummy. Let's to it again…yawn…tomorrow."
"Goodnight Alex."
She walked out of his room into the hallway, where she promptly collided with Ron.
Hermione looked up at him, laughter still lingering in her eyes. "umm..sorry?" her voiced teased.
Ron smiled, and Hermione noticed his eyes were awfully bright. For a split moment Hermione was sure the world stopped spinning. A spark was seeming to fly between them and for a moment he had every intention of kissing her, but in a moment a dark realization fell over them, and both took to steps back.
"Sorry Hermione."
She nodded, her breath still catching in her throat.
"Ron! Hermione!" Blancoeeb's voice called softly from the front hall. The two looked at each other and then walked followed the voice back to where Blancoeeb was sitting, The Discovers by Daniel J Boorinstien in his hand. (A\N for those of you who don't know, that's a real book and its awful and has like 5 billon pages in it.) "I think I'm gonna read for a little while again tonight, what are y'alls plans?"
"I need to write a few letters." Hermione replied, looking at Ron.
"I've got some work to do on a shipment of Quidditch robes for Hogwarts." Ron told them.
So Ron went into his office to mull over paper work, and Hermione, at Blancoeeb's insistence sat with him in the library to pen letters to Padma and to Emma. When Ron came out of his office about two hours later Blancoeeb watched them closely, leaving Ron no choice but to take Hermione's hand and led her once more into his room.
"Bugger." He said to himself, a few minutes later from the floor of his dressing room. "I have to put a bed in here." The last thing he heard as he finally fell asleep was Hermione laughing at him.
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Master Bed Room 11:18 am
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"Ron!" Hermione hissed as she began to shake him hard. "Ron Weasley! Get up you over slept."
"Go away 'Mione." Ron mumbled. "Transfigurations not till 11:30."
"Ron! It's after 11. Oliver Wood's just called, demanding to know where his shipment of Lunerwiz brooms are."
At this Ron sat straight up, swearing. He paid no attention to Hermione's reprimands and looked furiously around the room for his wand through eyes still clouded with sleep. Finally grabbing he pointed it as himself, mummered a harried 'vestirme' and, just as his boxers and Chudley cannon t-shirt became business robes, was gone, calling back to all that could hear him that he was not to be disturbed.
Hermione sighed and went back down to where Alan Blancoeeb and her boys were playing twister in front of the fire place. Rion had not wanted to play, so Blancoeeb had bewitched the wheel to call out the instructions, so that all the boy had to do was watch it spin, which he did with giggling.
Hermione looked around her surroundings, content, and began to pop popcorn, the old fashioned muggle way, as had always been a tradition in her home growing up. So content was the setting, that no one noticed when Rion got up from his spot by the fire and tottled into Ron's very off limits office.
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Ron's home office, 11:45 am
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Except for Ron of course, who was quite angered when his work was interrupted by the curious child.
"Wha's Dis?" asked Rion, fingering Rons wand curiously. A spark flew out of the wand, lighting Ron's bookcase on fire.
"Rion!" yelled Ron loudly, quickly putting out the fire with his wand.
"Ooops." Giggled Rion, now walking over to Ron's best chess set and promptly knocking the white glass queen off her board, shrieking as she fell with a crash.
"uhoh." Rion said this time, looking scared.
Ron got up in exasperation to survey the damage and put the piece back together again, struggling to control his fiery temper.
"You little brat!" said Ron when he saw the beheaded queen. "This room is OFF LIMITS. REALLY now, how does your mother get you to mind."
Evidently, Ron's voice was a bit louder than he intended, because Rion ran cowering behind Ron's desk, and began to cry.
"OH HONESTLY!" Exclaimed Ron. (A\N I know Ron is being a jerk, but that's 'cause he isn't used to being around kids and isn't used to their behaviors.)
By this time Ron's yells and Rion's cries had brought Hermione in to the room.
"What did you do to my baby?" She exclaimed, whirling around on the red haired man.
"I didn't do anything to him! He came in here and started ruining my stuff!"
"Just because we are staying here with you doesn't give you the right to yell at my children. You are the most idiotic person I have ever met. But hey, you had to rent a family!! At least I have my kids." she was trembling with fury.
"Well maybe Hermione, if you were a better mother you could have kept him out of where I was working and this never would have happened." One look at Hermione's stony gaze and he knew he had gone too far. "I'm sorry 'Mione. I-" but whatever his apology was going to be it was interrupted most unpleasantly when Rion, who had been quiet for several moments now spoke in a childishly fearful and wavering voice.
"Muuuummmy." He whimpered. Hermione turned and looked at him in concern. His normally ruddy baby complexion had taken on a greenish gray color and his blue eyes did not seem quiet as bright. "Me no feels goo."
Before Hermione could respond however, Rion proceeded throw up allover Ron's important shipping documents.
"Well this is the last straw!" said Ron in exasperation.
Hermione glared at him, her cinnamon brown eyes glowing almost red with anger. "You're right it is." She hissed at him before slapping him hard across the face. She then ran and, with the same hands that had just caused Ron to see spots, gently picked up Rion, who was sobbing in fear, illness and confusion. She then quickly carried him out, presumably to his room.
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Rion's room, 12:30
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"Shhhh baby." Hermione mummered soothingly (A\n she's removed the bars from his crib) rubbing his stomach.
"hurts." Rion cried
"I'm sorry Rion. Mummy's so sorry."
She noticed him turning a greenish color again, and carefully held his head over a bucket till he was done.
"When Me gonna feel goo again?" Rion asked her pitifully.
"Soon darling. Very soon. Then me and you and Alex are going to go home. Nobody's going to hurt my babies."
Rion sighed and tried to close his eyes. Home. Home where his room and his toys were. Where his picture was. Where Mummy and Alex protected him from everything. Maybe Daddy would even come back this time.
She emerged from the room two hours later looking tired and sad. Alex was sitting in the floor in the hallway drawing.
"What are you drawing Alex?" Hermione asked him, sitting down on the floor with him and pulling him towards her.
"Trevor." Replied Alex. "How's Ri?"
Hermione sighed and leaned back against the wall. "He's asleep. I hope he'll sleep it off so we can leave."
"We're leaving? Already? But Harry Potter hasn't come back yet."
"I know Sweetheart, but I bet Harry will come visit us at our house soon."
Alex nodded, somewhat sadly.
"I'm gonna go talk to Mr. Blancoeeb." Hermione told him after a few quiet moments.
Alex nodded, and also stood with a destination in mind.
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Ron's office, 2:48 pm
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Unlike Rion, Alex walked into the office so quietly that he had been standing there several moments before Ron finally lifted his head from his hands and looked at him. A scarlet hand print still shone brilliantly against his cheek.
"Yes?" he asked hoarsely.
"We're leaving." Alex told him softly.
Ron paled, but didn't say anything.
"You really don't like kids much do you?" Alex asked, sitting down in the large chair across the desk from Ron, his feet dangling nearly a foot above the thick carpet.
Ron sighed. "Kids are kind of like Maroon." He said in a hallow whisper. "Some people like it, some people don't."
Alex looked at him, his young gaze almost accusing. "And do you like Maroon?"
Ron looked at him, almost in shock. "No." he admitted.
Alex fell back against the back of the chair. "I didn't think so. My real daddy didn't like us either."
Ron looked aghast, either at this statement or what he had just said. "Alex I didn't mean that. You and your brother are great kids and I like you two more than I'd like to admit. And I'm sure your daddy loved you very much."
Alex looked sad. "No." he said softly. "He didn't. Rion doesn't remember that though. He remembers what Mum tells him Daddy's are supposed to be like. He remembers the laughing man in the picture. Sometimes he even says he wants him to come home." Ron didn't know what to call the emotion that came into Alex's eyes, but it seemed an emotion much to complex for a six yearold to feel. "I hope he doesn't come back." Alex confessed. "He wont will he?"
Ron seemed to forget that he had just told this small boy he didn't like kids. He seemed to forget the happenings of just a little earlier. He got up from the chair and gave the small boy a hug. "I don't know Alex. There's a lot about your situation that your Mummy doesn't want to tell me. But I know that she will always take care of you and your brother."
Alex smiled.
After Alex had left to go and play, Ron got up to go and find Hermione and apologize. Not because she simply had to stay, but because he was truly sorry. Unfortunately, he never got the chance. Hermione, Rion and even Alex were already gone. All he found were two notes. One from Blancoeeb, saying he would return late that night, he had some business to attend to, and the other, written in very furious handwriting (is that possible?) telling him goodbye.
Ron stood staring at that note for a long time, feeling lost.
-end chapter-
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CatalinaRose appears out of nowhere, holding a blond haired blue eyed child.
CR: Hi everybody. Say Hi Ri.
Ri: 'ello
CR: I brought Rion out here to show you that he is ok, so I wouldn't get yelled at. :
Ri: peples yell 'LinaRose?
CR: yep, cause they love you soooo much :giggles as Rion blows kisses:
Hermione appears
Ri: they love Alix too?
CR-yeppers
Ri- yay!
Hermione: (with mock anger) CatalinaRose! Give me my child!
Catalina hands over Rion, with sadness
Ri (joyfully) Mummmy!
All three: laugh
H and Ri disappear leaving me to give my authors note and hope you are still reading despite this little scene.
A\N-Sorry So short. Hope you're enjoying this still. Is it still making sense? Aurora Riddle : Thank you for guessing, but Malfoy is not Hermione's ex. But I love you. You get a cookie anyway. :hands out cookie:
Next chapter, Ron tries to get Hermione back, they play twister again, Hermione finds out something disturbing, Ron and Hermione fight (gasp) Alex falls down and you find out something about Hermione's past. (If you give me ideas as of how to accomplish this, I will even tell you what happened at Dumbledore's funeral.) Suggestions, complaints compliments and anything else are always welcome. Thanks to Majestic for the ideas. If you want to go read my other fics, they are Draco/Ginny and have nothing to do with this. I'm going to stop this ridiculously long authors note now, and go post, with the promise that the next chapter will be very good and long
Bye
~CR~
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